A vision I had in my sleep last night - as distinguished from a dream which is mere sorting and cataloging of the day's events by the subconscious. This was a vision, fresh and clear as a mountain stream - the mind revealing itself to itself. In my vision, I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion. There seemed to emanate from it a light from within - this gleaming radiant marble. I had known this place. I had in fact been born and raised there. This was my first return, a reunion with the deepest wellsprings of my being.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4951 | 2018-12-10 06:06:19 | 62.70 | 94% |
| 3976 | 2018-12-05 22:23:32 | 71.61 | 96% |
| 1069 | 2018-04-20 20:19:58 | 59.56 | 96% |
| 848 | 2018-04-15 23:13:36 | 52.89 | 95% |